Sunday, March 27, 2005

Went to easter lunch. The idea of easter is silly: a holiday to celebrate someone's raising from the dead nearly 2000 years ago. If it didn't have the religious backing, everybody would realize how goofy the premise is.
And whats with the bunnies and eggs? Oh well, I like bunnies and eggs.

And I like to see my family. They're pretty cool. I have no "lifelong friends" who haven't fucked me over, so my family are the only ones who have known me before I was like this. Before I was so tragic, pink-haired and witty. I don't have to act my part around them. I don't have to sound as interesting.

This was my dad's side of the family. Everyone looks really Irish and has a college degree. But since my dad has just started talking to them after 10 years of not..I think they are wary of him. And thereby wary of me.

Me and my cousins watched a DVD of some guys called the Yes Men who impersonate the World Trade Organization and give joke presentations to corporations. For example, they gave one in which they suggested that toilets at McDonalds in America should have pipes running down to burger assembly lines in 3rd world countries, in order to "recycle" the meat. The funny thing was, when they gave these presentations to the highly educated corporate types, the audience took them seriously. They were invited to luncheons afterwards. When they gave these presentations to high school kids, though, the kids got offended and threw things at them.

What else. Heard the same old stories. Like how my grandma was my grandfather's legal secretary and how he proposed to her while they were riding down Lake Shore Drive, just a month after they met. How I got my..uh.. lack of height from my French great-grandma Clara. How my dad was born during the hottest summer ever recorded in Chicago. Got lots of compliments on my tattoos. My aunts and uncles and cousins see me as sort of a bohemian novelty. They talk to me about books and tell me how cool it is that I write. Not like my mom's side, who all seem to hope I will find a nice guy and start popping out the babies, soon.

Yeah right..now what would I want with a nice guy?
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